"Crack!" A sound.
Zhu Chongde’s left arm broke with the noise, leaving both of his arms disabled; not only would he not be able to engage in evil deeds, he wouldn’t even be able to lift his hands.
If it were up to him, Zhu Chongde certainly wouldn’t want to have his arm broken by Mo Han.
But over the phone, his grandfather had made it very clear: if he didn’t want to be expelled from the Zhu Family, he must accept this punishnt and win the sympathy of Mister Mo before him.
"Ah!"
Zhu Chongde let out a scream of agony, his entire face as pale as snow. Due to the intense pain, his back was already soaked in sweat.
Despite this, he still endured the pain and managed to squeeze out a smile, "May I go now?"
Mo Han waved his hand, and the latter scrambled away, running out with Zhou William.
At that mont, Liao Shishi approached and whispered into Mo Han’s ear, "Mister Mo, the suit that President Ling prepared for you is already in the dressing room. Also, Rachmaninoff has arrived at the restaurant and is ready to start performing at any ti."
"Mmm," Mo Han smiled and replied, "Alright then, I’ll go change into my suit first. You take Ning’er and Chen Chen up first."
"Okay."
Liao Shishi nodded, then walked up to Luo Ning, bending slightly as she said, "Miss Luo, Little Friend Chen Chen, please follow ."
"Ah?"
Luo Ning was taken aback; the general manager of Sofitel Hotel, Liao Shishi, was personally inviting her upstairs?
Am I hearing this correctly?
Before she could recover, Liao Shishi had already taken her hand and entered the VIP-only elevator.
Once inside the elevator, Liao Shishi was about to press the button when a childish voice suddenly spoke, "Auntie, my dad hasn’t co up yet."
The speaker was Mo Xiaochen.
"Chen Chen, be good. Your dad went to the restroom; he’ll be up in a bit," Liao Shishi said affectionately as she petted Chen Chen’s forehead, smiling, "Shall we go up first?"
With that, she pressed the button for the 66th floor.
"The 66th floor? Isn’t that the Splendid Starry Sky Restaurant?"
Luo Ning blinked, incredulous, "President Liao, did you press the wrong floor? That’s the floor for the Splendid Starry Sky Restaurant... "
Liao Shishi nodded, "Miss Luo, we are indeed headed to the Splendid Starry Sky Restaurant."
"What?"
Luo Ning was shocked, exclaiming, "How is that possible? I rember that tonight’s Splendid Starry Sky is reserved by a mysterious tycoon for his lover’s birthday celebration..."
Liao Shishi smiled mysteriously, "Isn’t Miss Luo celebrating her birthday tonight?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Ning stood rooted to the spot as if struck by lightning.
Splendid Starry Sky Restaurant?
A mysterious tycoon celebrating for his lover?
Could it be that the mysterious tycoon is Mo Han?
No!
It absolutely couldn’t be Mo Han!
If Mo Han really were the mysterious tycoon, how could he have possibly been unemployed at ho for a year? And how could he not afford Chen Chen’s dical expenses?
Besides, what kind of place is Splendid Starry Sky? To reserve it would cost at least five or six million yuan; where could Mo Han possibly get that much money?
But if it wasn’t Mo Han, who could it be?
Seemingly noticing Luo Ning’s confusion, Liao Shishi began, "Miss Luo, are you wondering who has reserved the Splendid Starry Sky Restaurant for your birthday celebration?"
"Mmm."
Luo Ning nodded vigorously.
"I believe Miss Luo has already guessed it. Yes, it’s Mister Mo!"
Liao Shishi smiled slightly and continued, "You see, it was upon receiving a directive from above that I reserved the Splendid Starry Sky Restaurant for Mister Mo, and this ti, all expenses are waived!"
"Ah?"
Luo Ning was first stunned, then overwheld with joy, and finally, a bit confused.
Her mind felt like it was malfunctioning.
If the shock of Mo Han reserving the entire Splendid Starry Sky Restaurant for her birthday wasn’t enough, the restaurant waiving all expenses was beyond her wildest dreams.
"Mister Mo once inadvertently saved our company’s chairman. To repay Mister Mo’s kindness, our chairman specially issued an order for to fully cooperate with Mister Mo in preparing this dinner," Liao Shishi explained, using the pretext she had prepared beforehand.
It all made sense. Everything beca clear!
It indeed was Mo Han preparing this trendous surprise for her!
Luo Ning’s breathing suddenly beca rapid, her cheeks flushed as intoxicating as peach blossoms.
Just then, with a "ding dong," the elevator reached the top floor of the Sofitel Hotel.
The elevator doors opened, and there was Mo Han, dressed in a dark blue suit and holding flowers at the restaurant entrance. Upon seeing his wife erge, he quickly stepped forward with a smile, "Ning’er, happy birthday!"
As he spoke, a lodious piano sound wafted from the hall, where a middle-aged foreigner in a black tailcoat, head bowed, fingers flying across the black and white keys.
His posture, his aura, his music, all were enchanting.
"This... this is..."
Luo Ning, emotional, covered her hands, as hot tears stread down through her fingers.
"Yes, this gentleman is none other than the master of classical music, Rachmaninoff."
Seeing his wife so moved, Mo Han smiled gently, feeling all his efforts had been worthwhile.
"I know you’ve always liked this classical music master, so I pulled so strings to have him co and play a solo for us," he said.
"Do you like it?"
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